Legends of Creation

Somewhere in Ys

Interlude

A perfect youth stands surrounded by bronze-masked thralls, his body is tattooed with strange occult symbols and his eyes burn with azure flames. He addresses a cabal of sorcerer-princes, many adorned with rippling inky-black tattoos.
“This ‘Kyros’ and his associates have taken the artifacts of Yoroon Shalal”, His voice is distorted as if echoing up from a great depth, “Artifacts that are essential for the cause”
The assembled sorcerer-princes murmur assent, while monstrous creatures howl in agreement.